Styling: Mattias Karlsson
Model: Iselin Steiro
Acne Paper Sweden #9 F/W 09.10
tfs
Broadway would be Lucass heaven, Broadway and Catherine and the book. In his heaven he would be everything he saw and heard. He would be himself and Catherine; he would be the calliope and the lamps; he would be shoes striking pavement, and he would be the pavement under the shoes. He would ride with Catherine on the toy horse from Niedermeyers window, which would be the size of an actual horse but perfect in the way of toys, moving serenely over the cobblestones on its bright red wheels.
He said, “I am large, I contain multitudes.” A man in a topcoat, passing by, glanced at him strangely, as people did. The man would be among the angels in Lucass heaven, just as plump and prosperous as he was on earth, but in the next world he would not consider Lucas strange. In heaven, Lucas would be beautiful. Hed speak a language everyone understood.
excerpt from the book Specimen Days
Keats: I must have had my eyes closed because I can’t remember.
Fanny: And yet you remember the treetops.
Keats: Not so well as I remember the lips.
Fanny: Whose lips? Were they my lips?
Bright Star
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